Alisa. 37. New Hampshire. Married for almost three years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my five year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (6). Gushingly in love with our baby boy Harper(1). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.
Curried Beef Short Ribs

Note: I found this was more realistically four servings.

Finishing this dish with lime zest and juice brightens its rich flavors.

Yield 6 servings (serving size: about 3 ounces ribs, 2/3 cup rice, and about 2 1/2 tablespoons sauce)

2 teaspoons canola oil
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March Marches On

Friday involved some running around including dropping the dogs at the kennel.  Which usually goes fine until both dogs refused to hop in the car on their own.  69 and 55 pounds are tough even when you're not pregnant.  When I got there I was getting them out and everyone showed up with their dogs at the same time.  No worries until Pepper tried to call out a pit bull.  I almost let her go so she could be taught a valuable lesson.  I needed a nap by 8:45am.  Fortunately I got a ton done at work and left around 2:45 to get home and pack.  We spent the weekend in Maine at my cousin's.  We packed the car and picked Keegan up on the way out of town and then Isabelle before crossing into Maine.  Saturday we went to my parent's house building site where they had spent the week.  The frame has been assembled and raised and some of the wall panels are up.  We took the snowmobile down the driveway since it is so long and icy.  We also had my cousin's grandson who is also named Keaghan (but spelled differently).  The kids got along so well the whole time and played on the snow mounds and built a snowman.  My parents headed back to NH and we took the kids to pick out a dress, tights and shoes for Isabelle.  Jeff took her to the father-daughter dance that night.  It was the reason we went to Maine this particular weekend.  Apparently it has been going  for 17 years and is a tradition in that area.  My cousin remembers taking his daughter back when she was in 7-9th grades.   After lunch the whole lot of us went to see Horton.  It was great.  There is one anime sequence I could have done without but the rest of the film was great and stayed true to message without being too off color and adult.  The kids were completely enthralled.  Tom loved Horton and I know he would have wanted to take Keegan.  Once home Jeff got dressed and I got to help Isabelle get all dolled up and they were off to the dance.  She was so excited and had been talking about it non-stop.  They had a good time and came home after the other kids were fast asleep.

That night right before bed I had a scare with some bleeding.  So I woke up my on-call midwife and she said I should be fine.  And I have been ever since.  But at the time I wanted to be home so badly.  Three hours just seems to far away at this point.  And I never had any issues with my first pregnancy so this one really got to me.

We headed home Sunday stopping for lunch (the famous site of our first date) and then dropping off Isabelle.  And we made it home in time for Keegan to play outside and for us to get a bit more done on the house.  In fact I am going to cancel our babysitter for tomorrow night so we can work on the house instead.  I also looked at furniture online.  I think we will look in person for two pieces for the nursery this weekend.  And I totally want this bar.

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